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The bushes were dancing, and when we stopped to consider our next turn we
could hear drums, not too distant. "You turn right at the two mapous," said the
Senatorial Candidate authoritatively. "Fine," I said, '"but where are they?" Mapous
I looked up at the stars with the clairin still dancing in my head, and felt Aboudja's
drums coming up through the hood of the car, up through its tires, reverberating
along the axles, making the metal tremble, sending tremors across my back and ...
Benito's youngest son, a two-year-old with blank eyes and gray dust over his
body, dances naked in the doorway, waiting for the drums. The drummers
wander in, swilling clairin, and take up their places next to the one window. A
song of ...
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The rainy season: Haiti since DuvalierUser Review - Not Available - Book Verdict
This welcome interpretation of Haiti provides many insights into a country that few North Americans understand. Wilentz, a journalist, captures the complex cultural ambience and mystery of domestic ... Read full review